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| My Poems 2 |
| Missing You Falling further and further down, No place to go anymore, when you are not by my side... i miss you, i miss you, want you to be be by myside, as a friend, as a lover, whatever, whoever, just want you to be here... Take up a cutter and carve your name on my thighs, see the blood drips, don't want it to stop, until, until you are by my side again |
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| Obsession I'm ashamed Of the obsession That could have Led to death Ashamed Of pitiful days That showed no Self-respect Ashamed Of lies to doctors, parents, and Even Friends Ashamed That I pushed a soul away Who only tried to help... |
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| Scars Scars on my arms that will never go away a cat, a dog, what do I say for today? People wonder why I wear long-sleeves It's because I have scars I don't want anyone to see Maybe no one will see the scars on the outside the ones on the inside are the ones that I can't hide. I can't go anywhere, without let my feelings show. I tried to hide it from my friends, and my foes. It's my ownself I want to harm, it's the only way I know to relieve my stress, but in the end, it only leave me depressed. Therefore, I cut even more than before, why i don't know, my arm is so sore. I cut because I am afraid of dealing of my life. so instead of talking, I use a cutter. The scars it leaves, only I know what it means... |
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